I can’t sleep.

Lately, it seems all the planets have to be aligned in order for me to fall and stay asleep. We moved both our beds into the larger of our apartment’s two rooms because Damon’s late-night gaming escapades kept me up at night. The light, the clicking, the sound through the headphones…it made me silently hate him for his dorky addiction. I sleep in the next room over, but I can still hear hear everything. Damon verbally directing his virtual minions on the other side of the paper-thin wall. The cat, pawing at the closed bedroom door. The creaking of the upstairs neighbors having their bi-weekly, methodical and all-too-brief sex.

I lie wide eyed, awake, and thinking about August coming and where in this world it will take me. I have met some of the most amazing people in the last couple years and wish I would take them all with me wherever I go. I miss them, and I haven’t yet left. I am reminded of my college friends, of my high school friends — how you share these awesome experiences with people until it is necessary to leave them, or for them to leave you, in order to carry out the next chapters of our lives.

I will forever be this sensitive. I will always feel such things much too intensely.